A Literary Journal for New & Established Voices

A Set of Photos from the Early 60s, White-edged, Color Faded

They’re sharing a secret, I’m sure, and each time I look at these pictures, I hope it’s about me, that like my father, I too am an invisible part of this sunlit moment.

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Snow Angel

Snow Angel

I tried waiting for everyone else to get up but that frosty white icing looked too good to resist...
Facts of Life

Facts of Life

I pieced her together, building her the way a child builds with Legos, my body following an ancient and secret recipe without my brain even knowing how.
You Get High

You Get High

Yesterday you told yourself it was the last time, which you’d said before, but yesterday you meant it.
Jim and Jean

Jim and Jean

The fridge explodes, flames creeping around her, but she feels safe. There’s no sign of Jim, and the dream ends.
Starfish Don't Bleed

Starfish Don’t Bleed

Did I hear a shout? I looked up as a great wave hung in the air, rushed towards us, and your hand wasn’t there any longer.
Resistance

Resistance

We close the week with the third place winner in our 2025 Fall Flash Fiction Contest - "Resistance" by Laura Nagle.
Mother Said I Was Air

Mother Said I Was Air

The second place winner in our 2025 Flash Fiction Contest - "Mother Said I Was Air," by Dawn Miller.
Sam & Ruby on the Brink

Sam & Ruby on the Brink

Today we're excited to share the first place winner in our 2025 Flash Fiction Contest!
The Birth of the Just Imagine Cafe

The Birth of the Just Imagine Cafe

My mother has lived a nomadic life. One day, she says, she’ll tell me all about it. I can’t convince her that I really don’t want to know.
Liturgy of Light

Liturgy of Light

He’d beam at the crowd of onlookers and chat with everyone who came by his house after dinner to have a look. It was an informal party of sorts.
Nightly Neighbors

Nightly Neighbors

I swear I felt the foundation shake last time they crammed generations worth of their family tree up there one time.
Good Samaritan

Good Samaritan

For a second, his hand loosens enough for you to open your mouth and sink your teeth into it.